Novel & Cerita We Didn't Come This Far To Come This Far

Not hidden. Not doubted. Not questioned. Together. This war wasn’t just coming. It had already started. And we were already in motion.

There is no coulda woulda shoulda with us, no regrets. So you invading our lives just made us make more memories. We tried things we had wanted to try. We upped the anti and lived harder than ever! Yes, you stayed on the periphery of our vision; that tends to be your way. You like to keep all of those touched by you, fearful of your return. It is your calling card, isn't it, your modus operandi. You like us never to forget your visit. But every single day, we got up and lived.

we've finally earned our happy ending. But happy endings aren't endings at all. They're simply the beginning of everything else. And whatever comes next, we'll face it together. Like we always have. Like we always will. ~end~

Because I knew This wasn’t the end. This wasn’t even close. This was just the beginning of something I wasn’t going to be able to stop.

Now we were playing on even ground. This wasn’t finished yet. But we were in it. All the way. And we were coming for him.

Trusting you once more is something I lack knowledge of. I step back, her words' gravity dawning on me. Though we strive to go ahead, the past has a way of drawing us back. My voice hoarse, I say, "I don't know how to fix this." "But I'll fight for us. For your sake. For him.

Tomorrow is Monday again and I have no idea for how long I can take this kind of life. I can not change anything, and at this point, I do not want to.

I don't want to leave you ever again, was what I wanted to say but I still had to build the courage to. We both still had a long way to go.

Real, meaningful, documented progress. And that was enough. For now. Always enough for now. Because now was all we had. And we were using it well. Building better. Fighting harder. Refusing to quit. Exactly as it should be. Exactly as it would always be. Forever forward. Together. One case at a time.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

because that part had never needed the bond. “We finish it,” he said. And I knew exactly what that meant. not rebuilding. not restoring. ending it. completely. the thing surged again closer than before and this time there was nothing left to stop it except us. and we were already too late.